User blog comment:Ferretmaiden/Corsairs Of The High Seas/@comment-1366789-20101201010309

*Destiny sips Rasperry and mint cordial watching the activity out of the corner of her eye*

it's no wonder that brat of hers died. she drinks enough wine to lay an army out for seasons. the kid would have had enough problems to kill it off two days after birth.

*Waves the male ermine over* what do you want with Asphodel mate?

(Note Destiny gets depressed and crabby even with one sip of alchohol. plus she's resentful of all the arguing so she's venting it out of salm, who mostly starts arguments.so, no offence Skal)